Run away

in the spur of the moment, Lauren found an opening and just ran past the crowd and ran as fast as she could. She ran further out of the yard until she was past some bleachers. Looking back she saw Olive right up behind her and catching up quickly, the crowd following shortly behind. She redoubled her efforts but it was no use... Olive was too fast and in much better shape.... She finally felt Olive grabbing her from behind.

Lauren turned to push her off, but Olive grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back, trapping Lauren in and arm lock. Lauren struggled but was no use. She cried out in pain.

"Trying to run like a coward huh?" Olive hissed. "Well, looks like you won't be backing out of this deal..."

"no ugh... oww.... stop it..." Lauren struggled as Olive snaked her other hand under Lauren's sundress, pulling it up and over her head. She struggled and pulled away, but just ended up falling on her butt. Looking up she saw Olive holding her sundress.

Everyone gasped. Lauren realized she was in panties and a training bra!!

"Well well... what do we have here..." said Olive in amusement. " You called me B cup bitch... but you are barely even an A cup..."

"no... I... I..." Lauren's eyes watered.

"Looks like you are... Flatty cunty! yes that will be your new name... Get up... Flatty Cunty!"

"Leave me alone" cried Lauren, her voice now shaky.

Olive bent down and grabbed Lauren's panties, pulling her up, giving Lauren a major wedgie. She pulled this way and that, humiliating the smaller girl.

"take off your training bra... let's see the flatties"

"No" cried Lauren.

Olive let go of the panties. She put her hands on her knees, bent down to Lauren, looked her in her eyes, making her feel smaller than she already was...

"I said take them off Flatty, or I will take them off myself...